Lyrics:
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn the street volume up to ten
I ain't on the guest list, I ain't V.I.P.
I snuck in the exit, learned to D-I-P
My dress code
to hardcore grind, and never take an issue for granted since I'm cool they go and take it for weakness.
Better take it in stride!
They don't wanna see us
cause they know that I'm that man
Blowing up no Hiroshima I got the oil like Iran
Serving up these feigns, from 10p to 4a
My plug keep it so clean, so I
Shoe box full of money I cashed in
On reality cause I got my bag in (whoa)
Shit changed not it ain't the same as back then (no)
It ain't the same
Man what the fuck
So hold this shit, this shit here say Chosen
Um
By SG Bubba what
Who the fuck is SG Bubba K
I ain't never heard of no SG Bubba
Man
at the floor mat
This shit here a throw back
All of the flows that you hear I done mastered
Before these nihgas I been daddy these niggas my bastards
Yall
Afroselecta
Damn it I see you lurking
Baby don't leave me hanging
Damn it your body is banging
Banging banging
She say
Young nigga what it do do do
lord please free my homies
I know somebody is snitching yeah i can tell they're phonies
Cause round me they act like bitches these man aint no OG's
bars in, not figuratively, I mean literally, three bars in
A couple Xanax never hurt no one, oh shit, wait they did
I had to drop a couple habits before
intervals
Still be X'ing out your pictures
There ain't shit to see about you
I've seen it all
And it fucked up my visual
We talking about some shit that's
I feel so pretty when I walk out, uh
My bitch a 10 yeah she a knockout, uh
I'm on my grind fuck what you talking 'bout, yeah
Them boys ain't rapping
Oh I woke up late today
Guess I'm gonna sleep the day away
It's 2PM, alarm was set for 'round ten
Oh I guess I'm the one to blame
Every single day it
Foreign car i'm out here speeding
I must be dreaming
I see stars inside my ceiling
All my scars wont stop bleeding
All these women look like demons
high, I'm eagle
I see y'all look like big turds
I took the x and I'm booted up
I took the perc, yeah, I'm putted up
She took the perc; now she perc-ed
me we not the same
Know her face, not her name
I'm ashame
No I'm not
Cross the dots dot the T
Leave it there if it's for free
Trusting not hit the spot
actin shy (No, No)
I’ve got things on my mind that I wanna try
I’m right here for the night, If you wanna spend time
I’m not here to read minds, I don’t
muthafucker
[Ericka:] Nigga, you ain't gotta say it with no attitude.
[TQ:] I'm just sayin', man, it's bad up in here. How you doin? What's poppin' up there
Yeah I see the spire
No I'm never looking down
I was a lost boy
But I've been found
Wrong in my ways
But I'm coming back around
I lost my crown
But I
God, if we're gonna see God
You better get your house in order
Believe what I'm telling you
You better believe it
See, there's no hate in Heaven, no no
row
(Front Row)
I know I'm blessed in ten folds
But first where's my dough with yo
Write my cheque no typos
Can't escape El Chapo
Who dey breatt? Baba e
I don't wanna be another rockstar
People tellin' me that I am
I'm just a rockstar from the trenches (I'm just gonna see you at the top now)
I
flash before my eyes (Before my eyes)
And the best I'll be dead 'til they see
That's a waste, there's a waste
Ten thousand feet in the air
Fewtile
Lezi
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Gang
Pow-pow-pow
No I can't see still I pop a lot (Pop a lot)
No I can't see still I bang on top (Bang on top)
No
a trial defendant, sitting till the check came in
100 of them 21 run it do it again
I ain't got no co-defendant just my family and friends
And a trunk full
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